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At night The voice of a nightingale could be heard. A faraway! A melancholic chord.

You are like wearing a warm cosy jacket On a harsh cold winter day Your kisses keep me soft And are like a cuddle I wish I had more of you You wa..

Like drops of water on skin. Like the tip of finger, lightly on the neck. Like blank painting, immersed on water With some light rose in it. This ..

I wish fragments were anonymous. Tear up my name. I am way too clumsy. Way too mortal, For their fleeting grace.

As I was walking on the street, Along stores there was a little pigeon. It immediately attracted my attention its cuddly way of Walking! Seeing i..

Tik tok 22:29, 22:30 The clock's heart beat In the rhythm of the music Dull Random Quiet This moment will be lost forever It will never come b..

There is fog in the city The lightning in this bar seems dull Cars passing by People walking People talking I am on my own Drinking coffee Smok..

The world is a bit colder The street a bit emptier Without your voice Without your hand to hold.

You are handsome Like a japanese wise cartoon I love walking next to you I love seeing you straight in your almond eyes As youth evaporates from y..

I am reaching out to you Because I could not stop it How have you been? I have been missing you Hope you have been missing me too.